Camp Ciampino is bustling with shouts and shouts these days. The officers and soldiers of the Third Guards Regiment, who were reorganized from the former Red Shirt Army, are undergoing rigorous training here.
Many of the contents made the officers and soldiers of the Fourth Regiment of the 9th Army Division stationed here feel chills.
For example, they marched for 20 kilometers with 20 kilograms of guns, ammunition, water bottles and other equipment on their backs. Every time they came down, they were as tired as a dog.
The group of people in the military camp carried 35 kilograms of equipment on their backs and marched 35 kilometers. Of course, these people did not feel refreshed after running. They were also as tired as dogs.
Also, every day these people wake up in the morning and turn off the lights at night. They arrange everything carefully and don’t have even a moment to themselves. It’s as if they are being trained into robots.
However, these people have great perseverance and no one quits because they can't bear it.
"Start running practice now, target forty laps, everyone turn right. Get ready, start!"
Under the order of the training officer, the officers and soldiers of the Third Guards Regiment wearing khaki military uniforms immediately began to run forward under the order. The uniform movements and the masculinity of the officers and soldiers brought a strong sense of solemnity.
In a place where the training officers and soldiers could not see, Carlo, as the king, accompanied by the commander of the 3rd Guards Regiment, Lieutenant Colonel Terver Pulev, was watching the training of the officers and soldiers of the 3rd Guards Regiment.
Lieutenant Colonel Pulev was Carlo's carefully selected commander. He graduated from the Turin Artillery Engineering School and served successively as artillery platoon commander, artillery company commander, deputy battalion commander, and battalion commander. He also participated in the Second and Third
Both wars of independence performed well.
After the unification of Italy, in view of Lieutenant Colonel Pulev's performance, he was transferred to the Guards as infantry battalion commander and deputy regimental commander.
Later, when the Third Guards Regiment was formed, he was favored by Carlo to become the first commander of the newly formed Third Regiment.
The reason why Carlo took a fancy to him was very simple. Lieutenant Colonel Pulev was a pure soldier with all the virtues of a soldier. Moreover, he never made political speeches or had any contact with any political groups. He just pondered military theory when he had nothing to do.
Behaviors such as practicing military plans were deeply recognized by Carlo.
As a soldier, you should be pure.
"How well trained are these officers and soldiers?"
Carlo looked at the officers and soldiers who were sweating from training, and asked Pulev.
"Your Majesty, the training is not bad. In more than a month of training, the compliance rate was 87.1%."
Although he didn't know what Pulev meant by the compliance rate, Carlo didn't intend to continue asking. Instead, he asked other questions of concern.
"How many people are left in this group now?"
Although Carlo's question was somewhat unclear, how could Lieutenant Colonel Pulev not know what Carlo meant.
"Your Majesty, there are currently 1,309 people remaining in the military camp for training."
Lieutenant Colonel Pulev's words made Carlo look a little unhappy.
"I remember there were 1,513 people at the beginning, right?"
Although Carlo used a question, the tone of his words was unmistakable.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Faced with Carlo's inquiry, how could Lieutenant Colonel Pulev, the leader of the third regiment, not know the reason?
I saw him explain. "Your Majesty, there were indeed 1,513 people who arrived in Rome at the beginning. However, during the subsequent endurance training, only 1,417 people met the standards of the Guards. In addition, during more than a month of training, they withdrew due to injuries and violated the regulations.
There are 108 people due to military regulations, voluntary withdrawal and other reasons."
Pulev's words allowed Carlo to calm down his emotions. Of course, he didn't dare to believe Pulev's explanation alone. He would have to wait for the report from his arranger to find out.
When Pulev saw that His Majesty in front of him didn't say anything, he felt relieved.
This is not to say that Pulev was hiding something, but that an accident occurred at that time, which greatly reduced the number of people.
Everyone knows that training for new recruits is hard, but this training was particularly hard because of the involvement of the Army.
Since it's too hard, there will be resentment, and most people's way of dealing with resentment in the military camp is to self-regulate. If they can't regulate it, they will naturally want to give up, especially if they are allowed to withdraw.
However, this is only what most people think, and some people are resentful and unwilling to quit like this, but instead want to come back with revenge.
There happened to be several such resentful soldiers in the Third Regiment. On a dark and stormy night, several soldiers entered the room of Cesar, the chief training instructor. Everyone knew what happened next.
The soldiers with bruised noses and swollen faces were tied to a high platform and paraded in public.
If Cesar can be dealt with so easily, how can he deserve the title of hell instructor?
As for these unlucky guys, they were also kicked out of the military camp after being shown in public. This naturally broke Carlo's agreement with the military.
No one has anything to say about this. If you attack a superior in the army, being kicked out is considered a minor offense. Especially in the 19th century, it was only more than 20 years ago that volley fires were killed. During this period, do not emphasize discipline and the dignity of officers. It is a crime to offend an officer.
But it's not small at all.
But for Pulev, there was no need to inform the king about this matter. After all, it would make everyone look bad.
Moreover, he not only knew the reason for the birth of his third regiment, but also knew the game between His Majesty and the military. Of course, a lot of information was not available to him at his level, and it was General Grove who informed him.
General Grove is responsible for commanding the entire Guards. Although the Guards has only three regiments with nearly 10,000 troops so far, General Grove's status in the army is even higher than that of ordinary military commanders. After all,
As a close minister of the king, it is inevitable to occupy a sufficient position.
After listening to Lieutenant Colonel Pulev's report, Carlo continued to observe the training of the officers and soldiers. However, the training of the officers and soldiers was indeed a bit boring, and Carlo, who was very interested, couldn't help but yawn after watching it for a long time.
The sharp-eyed Lieutenant Colonel Pulev, after seeing the king's impatience, immediately suggested, "Your Majesty, how about we go see the shooting training."
"Okay then, let's lead the way."
So under the leadership of Pulev, a group of people came to the shooting range and watched the shooting training.
"Pah, pah, pah."
"Thirty-five points."
The soldier reporting the target loudly announced the score, causing cheers to erupt from the scene.
This score is not low. It can score thirty-five points with four bullets at a distance of two hundred meters. It is definitely the qualification of a sharpshooter.
"Haldane, your shooting is surprisingly stable."
Ada Barry stepped forward and patted Cosentz on the shoulder, praising her friend.
However, as the shooter himself, Haldane Cosentz was a little dissatisfied with this. "I was careless. The third bullet did not take into account the wind and was a little biased. Otherwise, it definitely should not have landed on the eight-point ring.
"
Hearing his friend's complaint, Barry said in surprise. "Forget it, Haldane, you are not satisfied with this. What should others do?"
Facing his friend, little Cosenz lowered his head and wiped his gun. What he held in his hand was the Italian standard rifle Vitri M1870.
This gun has a smooth body, a rounded handguard, a plump butt, smooth and bright lines, and a hint of Florence's artistic flavor in its playfulness.
The bullet used with the Vitri rifle is 10.4x47r, a slightly weaker but still satisfactory black powder bullet. (Much better looking than Hans’ 11mm Mauser and Fu Lao’s 577/.450)
However, the operation of this gun seems a bit unusual. The Vitri rifle is equipped with a four-round clip. At first glance, it looks like an 11mm Mannrich leaky clip. The rifle magazines of the same period all have five-round clips.
This is the only one that is short of weight. This is still a little oddity. There is a small rope on the clip. When the magazine is pressed into the gun, the shooter pulls the rope to pull out the magazine. This is not the end, as
For a swing-bolt rifle, its locking tenon is on a separately rotating sleeve behind the bolt, while the bolt body does not rotate.
Well, this Italian standard rifle is not highly rated among the military.
However, because the propellant is in the wave of replacing black powder with smokeless powder, the Italian army can only use this gun at present.
Of course, the research and development of new guns has already been discussed in the army. I believe that Italy will have a new standard rifle within ten years.
But these are not important to little Cosentz, because his performance just now was seen.
"Cosenz, come here."
Cosentz, who was being called by name, looked up and saw his training instructor calling him, and beside him stood Commander Pulev and other officers. What was strange was that they were all surrounding a fifteen or sixteen-year-old
young man.
But for Cosentz, he didn't pay much attention to it and ran over immediately.
"Sergeant Cosentz, reporting."
Arriving in front of this group of people, Cosentz immediately saluted and reported loudly. The biggest impression he had after more than a month of military camp life was that he needed to report wherever he went.
After the instructor returned the greeting, the boy asked, "Your name is Cosentz?"
"Yes, sir, my name is Haldane Cosenz from Palermo."
Cosentz's answer satisfied the young man. "Nice to meet you, Sergeant Cosentz. Your marksmanship is impressive."
Although he didn't understand why the young man said this, seeing the officers surrounding him, Cosentz wisely did not make any inappropriate remarks.
"Thank you for your praise. This is all the result of the instructor's training."
After Cosenz finished speaking, he could clearly feel the instructor's joy. Although his expression remained unchanged, he could still feel the praise in his eyes.
"Sergeant Cosentz, please go back."
"yes!"
How did Haldane Cosenz come and go?
Carlo withdrew his gaze and said to Lieutenant Colonel Pulev beside him, "The training effect is very good."
"Your Majesty, you're welcome."
Carlo then continued to observe several other trainings of the third regiment, and they were all pretty good. It could be seen that hard work had been put into the training and the soldiers were also working hard.
Satisfied, Carlo left as the officers of the third regiment bid farewell.
On the carriage, Carlo thought of the young man he saw today and couldn't help but said to himself, "Haldane Cosenz is also from Palermo."
